The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 200

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Did he even know where she lived? Chapter 199

At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a killer body, saw the luxury car

Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.

Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man

He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.

Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.

The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”

And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive

Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram

The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache.

Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment and helplessness.

She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”

The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the eye of such an outstanding man?

Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.

Was it Lysander who had called her?

Thalassa blinked, initially hesitant, but eventually found herself walking toward him. “Mr. Sinclair, did you call me?”

holding her ice cream, which made her look rather goofy

the ice cream, which landed smack

woman screamed in

wiping the woman’s face. “I’m so sorry, I

of Thalassa’s frantic wiping, the woman’s makeup smeared all over

woman shrieked and pushed Thalassa away, saying. “Don’t touch

crying, feeling utterly

off, mascara smudged, eyeliner smeared all around her eyes, and foundation clumped and flaked off, making her look

incredibly guilty, hands clasped together, endlessly apologizing. “I’m really

bumpkin!” The woman huffed angrily and stomped off in her high heels, both furious

aback. Was the woman referring to

watched as Thalassa accidentally smeared ice cream all over the woman’s face, exposing her ruined makeup. The whole scene was

smirk tugged at the

perfect, well–mannered ladies of high society, she seemed more lively and

of the car, walked

rough, but warm. As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she

by surprise, causing her to instinctively jerk her hand

Lysander held

though. How on earth would she let him

those four rugrats in her house, she’s going

squirming to free her Hand from his, flustered, and said,

door

chilly and left no room for

the car door, got

her coworker Daryl and the receptionist were stepping

departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did you see that? That was our CEO in the

license plate and nodded, “Indeed,

getting more excited. “Our CEO just led Thalassa into his car personally. Could it be he was

she saw Sinclair’s gaze wander their way when she was standing aside to welcome him. She thought Mr. Sinclair was checking her

of Thalassa, who was standing

thought of it, could it be that Mr.

but she said